Hey guys! So, this is chapter 2, and I know it's pretty short, but I uploaded fast, right? Anyways, excuses aside, thanks to the people who followed/favourited the story. By the way, was the chapter that good?
Hope you enjoy the chapter! It's quite sad. I think.
Harry's POV
Dear Mr Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Terms begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I scan through the letter for the last time, then crumple it into a tight ball and fling it, with all my might, against the cold, grey walls. The paper ball rolls to the ground impassively, the clearly visible Hogwarts crest taunting me, enraging me.
Hogwarts. What a magical place. What an honour to be in such a school, right? No. Not for me. Not for Harry Potter. Never for Harry Potter.
Why couldn't I be a normal boy? Why couldn't I just be a regular kid, living in a regular home, going to a regular school? I could've had friends. I could've had a life! I could have lived for once! Why? I scream the last word out, the word echoing in my ears, deafening me, overwhelming me. Tears threaten to spill from my eyes and for once, I let them fall freely down my face, burning my cheeks as I stare holes in the walls, trying to break free, break free of this prison, this hell I'm living in.
The thought of my "home", or more aptly my prison brings up familiar emotions. Rage. Resentment. Hatred. Anger.
I grab the nearest thing I can get my hands on- that stupid book Mr Morgan gave me- and hurl it against the bleak wall.
Anger management. The dreaded words shine on the bright paperback cover.
Anger management. It'll help you, Mr Morgan insisted, it really will. As if the pig cared about me at all. I don't want help. I'm a freak. An outsider.
And I'm happy that way.
Neville's POV
Dear Mr Longbottom,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Terms begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"So when do you want to go to Diagon Alley, Neville?" We don't have a lot of time and I want you to visit your parents before you start school. I suggest we go tomorrow, beat the crowd…" My grandmother's shrill voice drones on and on, yet I only pick up two words.
My parents.
How I wish they didn't exist, so neither would I. How I wish they were… normal. I mean, I love them, but I just wish for once that my life were better. That life was fair. And now I had to go to Hogwarts.
No matter how you put it, Hogwarts was school. And school was horrible. School was where the bullies were, and Hogwarts… Hogwarts was where the Malfoys were. Oh, how I wish they were the ones that didn't exist. How I wish they would leave me alone for once. Draco, grandmother says his name is. Why couldn't I be him? Why couldn't I be the one with the powerful father, the one who would tease someone else, not the one being teased mercilessly? Why?
They tell me life isn't fair like that. They tell me I have to be brave. To be strong. For my parents. The people I should be proud of. My parents. But nothing will change the fact that I'll always be an outsider. The one with the broken, insane parents.
And frankly, I'm happy that way.
So, how was it? Review, ok? And for those who are confused by Harry's bit, remember it's an AU, so yeah.
Peace out